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Jan 10, 2006 21:28

I've nothing to write about, already!

Correction - Give me about 24 hours to stop reeling from what kind of lucky bastard I am. Then I'll have so much to write about, you'll all be sick that you've ever wished me back.

[SO NOT REAL]

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misswainwright January 11 2006, 02:55:45 UTC
Graham! Be still my heart. I heard through the grapevine that you might have resurrected. Gay messiah, indeed! Welcome back, darling. ;)

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misswainwright January 11 2006, 02:56:35 UTC
P.S. Write about our torrid love affair.

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sograhamnorton January 11 2006, 03:01:09 UTC
Martha Wainwright, as I live and breathe! I don't know if the world can yet handle the dark corners of our torrid passion. Now is as good a time as any to find out, though.

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Hellll-ooooooo! richard_sim January 27 2006, 02:00:50 UTC
Hun, I love what you've done with this site. So understated. So veddy veddy British!

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